I missed writing for a long time , Of course for obvious reasons
which kept me occupied. My entry into Loyola College, the train journey to
Nungambakkam was an experience in itself, the freedom of independence was
different from the guidance and care of my parents taking personal care during
school days. New friends,new surroundings ,new exposure , the atmosphere
totally changed to that of an excitement in the beginning.
My initial days was more on watching movies, sitting at
kutty'sbunk , that was a petty shop where all the students used to while away
their precious time in front of the college campus, and I was no different from
the others in the beginning and later I realized that this wasn't going to help
me in the very purpose of me being in the college. The days in Loyola was a
learning process ,getting involved in a strike which I remember to this date ,
the act for which I had to leave the college and join new college for my
mathematics degree.
The days in new
college is still etched in my memories and would say was both fun and moulded
me for the future years to come .....
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